The moment Xiao Yao's palm clapped on his shoulder, Qi Xiao felt that there were 100,000 grass mud in his heart, no, 100,000 Smurfs were galloping.
But at the same time, for some reason, the heart of the question Xiaoxuan was also relieved, as if he was relieved that he was not ready to accept all this.
After all, he is only a child who graduated from kindergarten less than 20 years ago.
"Are you free this Sunday?" Xiao Yao said, and patted Xiao Guou's shoulder again, "About inviting you to dinner."
Xiaoyao himself is a teacher, and he has winter and summer vacations and weekends off, but he doesn't know what Xiao Guou does. Because he is worried that his work is a one-off system, he conservatively chooses Sunday.
This Sunday, four days later.
Happiness comes a bit suddenly.
"I'm free." Question Xiao answered hurriedly, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, while staring at Xiao Yao without blinking.
Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, so tall, so tall, good-looking, good-looking, want to flirt, want to flirt.
Write a poem in an instant.
"That's good." Xiao Yao nodded slightly, still a little concerned about not pinching his face.
After all, the two are just neighbors, and they are both big men. Such a move may be inappropriate, and it is easy for people to misunderstand something.
At this time, the checkout team also happened to have the turn of Xiaoyao. Afraid that Xiaoyao would check out for him again, he hurriedly sent his shopping basket up.
Seeing that Xiaoyao only had a box of lunch and a bottle of oolong tea in his hands, Xiaoyao rolled his eyes a few times, and took these two things from his phone while Xiaoyao was looking at it.
When the two hands touched, Qi Xiao groaned a few times in his heart.
"I'll settle the bill for you. I'm embarrassed to let you spend the last time." Ti Xiao said in a serious way, and at the same time, as if he was afraid that Xiaoyao would take the things back, he followed his last time and moved to the side to block him. road.
But he still underestimated Ren Xiaoyao's height.
Fingertips brushed against his cheek, his long arms passed over him, and he easily took back the things that belonged to him on the cashier counter.
After skipping the time, Qi Xiao smelled the smell of snow, pure and pure, but also a little cold.
And Xiaoyao also got half of his wish, and the hand feels really good.
"Thank you, but no need, I'll do it myself." Xiao Yao grabbed the thing back in his hand and said in a leisurely manner.
Although he understands that this is Xiao Guou's good intentions, it seems that from the bottom of his heart, Xiao Yao has an essence that he would rather others owe him a little more than he owes a little to others.
He rubbed the wifi of Xiaorourou's house first, invited him to dinner or paid for him, Xiaoyao felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
Once it was said that it was the other way around, Xiao Yao felt uncomfortable everywhere and felt uncomfortable all over, just like Xiao Guou wanted to pay for himself.
Question Xiao stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly. Anyway, Xiaoyao couldn't see it, so if it doesn't tie, it won't tie. The two families are opposite neighbors.
After leaving the convenience store, this time the two were not as silent as they were last time.
It was Xiaoyao who took the initiative to provoke the words: "I take the liberty to ask, what kind of work do you do?"
"Squatting at home, painting." Ti Xiao was a little hungry, so he opened a pack of potato chips, grabbed them, and stuffed them into his mouth.
He said he was hungry, but it was actually because he was nervous. After all, he walked side by side with the male god. He just held his little hand roundedly and touched his little face. He was so excited that he didn't even know where to put his hands, he was always looking for something. Dry.
The potato chips were in the bag, and they went up and down as he walked, and the clattering sound of the collision covered up Ti Xiao's feeling a little flustered now.
Hearing the word "painting", Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Xiao Jiao would be so unobtrusive and would still paint, and then asked, "What is he painting?"
"Oil painting." Ti Xiao chewed the potato chips to a crisp, and lied without blushing.
After all, the profession of a cartoonist is still a niche. He is still a painter of tanmei comics, so he moved out of the major he majored in when he was in college, which sounds more compelling.
Xiaoyao was stunned for a second, then nodded: "The oil painting is pretty good."
"But you speak English really well, have you ever studied abroad?" There were not many potato chips in the packet, and Qi Xiao grabbed them one by one because he was nervous. After staring, he finally opened his mouth carefully. one sentence.
"It's okay, I've been abroad for a few years, and I can barely communicate with foreigners." Xiao Yao said modestly, with a slight arc of smile on his mouth.
Xiao's eyes narrowed with laughter.
I really want to see him laugh every day.
This smile also made Ti Xiao temporarily let go of his nervousness, and returned to the mode of talking and talking, finally opening that sweet chatterbox.
"What did you eat to grow up so tall?"
"Believe me, my net height is really 175, and wearing a shoe is 178."
"Tsk, you tall people just don't understand the pain of being short."
And so on and so on, basically Xiaoyao is shouting alone, Xiaoyao responds once or twice or laughs, although it is a non-nutritious gag, but he can say so much to Xiaoyao in one breath, which makes him happy. Incredible.
If I can do this every day, I promise that I will not procrastinate for the rest of my life.
Guapi is afraid that he can wake up laughing from a dream.
When they arrived at the door of the two people's house, Qi Xiao mustered the courage and took out his mobile phone: "Would you like to add a WeChat?"
Does this sound like it might be mistaken for a suspect
Thinking of this, the question Xiao quickly changed his words and said, "Uh, just leave a contact information, after all, it's between neighbors, you know what I mean."
"Okay." Xiaoyao's action of twisting the key changed to take out his mobile phone, and scanned the QR code displayed by Qi Xiao.
At the moment when the friend was successfully added, Qi Xiao heard the cry in his heart, oh yeah, two hundred and thirty-three fireworks were crackling in unison, and he couldn't describe the excitement in his heart at this moment.
I just want to go to the stage and sing a song to thank the people and thank their parents.
When Qiao Xiao was about to go home with this freshly released WeChat friend, Xiao Yao stopped him, with a rare bit of anxiety in his tone.
"That." He heard Xiao Yao say.
Turning his head, he saw Xiao Yao standing there, close to 1.9 meters tall, with long arms and legs, which meant that he didn't know where to put them, and the word "cramped" was written all over his body.
"What's your name? I don't know how to call you yet." There was a trembling in Xiaoyao's tone that he couldn't even notice himself, and he really wasn't very good at this kind of thing.
"Title Xiao, the title's title, bleak Xiao, there is a Su under the cursive word." Ti Xiao said, pressing something with his fingers on the screen.
The buzzing vibrated twice, and a message popped up on Xiaoyao's phone—
"Title Xiao."
After closing the door, Qi Xiao quickly threw the things in his hands, and started to circle in circles with Xiao Hulu in his arms, the corners of his mouth rose wildly.
He asked my name, he asked my name, he asked my name!
The road to flirting with Han has taken a milestone and commemorative step!
On this side, Ti Xiao hugged his cat and hummed and danced a waltz, but on the other side, Xiao Yao looked at Ti Xiao's WeChat details page and fell into contemplation.